Showing posts with label Realm of Caring. Show all posts
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Friday, April 9, 2021

Realm of Caring Magic Night

 



I took that screen shot the night before last as I sat watching and listening and weeping and smiling through Realm of Caring’s tribute fundraiser. It was the one-year anniversary of Charlotte Figi’s death — Charlotte of the eponymous Charlotte’s Web cannabis medicine. That mighty child and her mother Paige, along with Heather Barnes Jackson, the Stanley Brothers, Ray Mirzebegian and many, many others changed countless lives, saved countless lives, including our Sophie’s. As one of the original families to use Charlotte’s Web, we were asked to make a short video to include in the night’s online festivities. 

Read more here.

Tuesday, April 30, 2019

"Grief as Praise" on Who Lives Like This?!

Heather Barnes Jackson, Me and Allison Benavides


I hope ya'll will listen to today's podcast. We interview Heather Barnes Jackson, a mother, advocate and the CEO of Realm of Caring. She is one of the most beautiful women I've ever met -- brilliant, funny, warm and earthy. She's quite literally helped tens of thousands of children and young people -- even saved their lives.

I've been thinking so much of what she describes as a "sick obsession." It's suffering and grief, but her insight is not just provocative but deeply healing, at least to me. As I listen to the podcast a couple of weeks after we originally recorded it, I'm struck, again, by the astounding people I've met over the last twenty-four years. Grief as praise, indeed.

Listen to the podcast here or anywhere you listen to podcasts. You can also read the accompanying blog post on our website: www.wholiveslikethispodcast.com






Thursday, April 27, 2017

The Tiny Little Mother Mind™ Reports



First of all, I'm going to ask you to view the following video, if you can.


https://www.facebook.com/DavidGeffenSchoolofMedicineUCLA/videos/1277904508994589/ 

If you can't see it, let me tell you what it's about.

Dr. Shaun Hussain, a pediatric epilepsy specialist at UCLA School of Medicine is a leading expert in the hard to control epilepsy syndromes category. That would include children who suffer from refractory seizures -- the seizures that medication does not help. Sophie was diagnosed with infantile spasms, one of the catastrophic epilepsies, when she was less than three months old. Dr. Hussain was probably in high school when I began injecting Sophie's thighs and arms with high-dosage intravenous steroids and then her first benzodiazepine which was, in the dark days of the waning twentieth century (1995), not approved for use in the United States. The drug was called nitrazepam, and it was given to me in a process called "compassionate protocol," a phrase that I can only throw my head back and laugh a long and bitter laugh over, today. 

Today. April 27th, 2017.

Today, when children are diagnosed with infantile spasms, they are still treated with much the same protocol, even though that protocol is not effective. Yes, new drugs have been developed and approved, imaging is more powerful and surgical intervention is more prevalent and sophisticated, but treatment is still not entirely effective, and a diagnosis of infantile spasms remains one of the most devastating pediatric epilepsies. Not a week goes by that I don't read about, receive an email from, a telephone call or a referral from someone whose child had infantile spasms, has infantile spasms or another epilepsy syndrome and who is struggling with constant seizures despite multiple drugs, often in combinations of three and four -- drugs with hideous side effects.

As most of you readers here know, over the next nineteen years after her diagnosis, Sophie was given twenty more drugs in various combinations, many of which were not approved for use in the United States, were only newly approved and little studied or not approved for use in children. I can honestly say that at a certain point, these drugs were prescribed in a way that I can only compare to a primitive crap shoot -- that the series of neurologists who prescribed them would often compare the situation to throwing darts, and that one or two of them openly admitted that they just didn't know how the drugs worked, why they didn't work and what to do, really, about Sophie. Sophie is not alone in this experience. Children like her are legion. When she was nineteen years old, I learned about The Realm of Caring* and the Stanley Brothers and put Sophie's name on a waiting list to try their high CBD oil. We began to give her cannabis oil called Charlotte's Web in late 2013, and her seizures stopped for the first time in her life for a period of weeks. In the nearly four years since, we have weaned her completely from one drug and are slowly weaning her from the benzodiazepine clobazam (Onfi) that she's been on for nine years, a drug so vicious that we might never be able to get her off of it, such is her dependency and the damage it's wrought on her brain. While she is not seizure-free, and there have been periods of great struggle, we achieve long periods of seizure freedom through careful tinkering with dosages and strains, the addition of THC and careful monitoring. Her quality of life -- and our family's -- is vastly better.

But this isn't about me.

The video. 

Dr. Shaun Hussain is leading the cannabidiol studies at UCLA and thus has ties to two pharmaceutical companies, namely GW Pharmaceuticals and Insys. Feel free to read up about both companies and what they're doing. The title of this Washington Post report should give you a taste: A Pharma Company that spent $500,000 trying to keep pot illegal just got DEA approval for synthetic marijuana.

In the video, Dr. Hussain makes some startling and very disingenuous remarks about cannabis medicine, including the horrendous last case history. It is literally rife with inaccuracies and bombast -- stuff that I won't deign to go over.  I participated in a panel "discussion" (quotes are because there was no discussion as the Powers That Be literally shut down we uppity folks with the tiny little mother minds™) with Dr. Hussain several years ago at a Brain Summit put on by the Epilepsy Foundation of Greater Los Angeles. The panel "discussion" was about cannabis medicine, and I spoke from a parent perspective. I wrote about it here as it was the proverbial straw that broke this camel's back as far as my trust and respect for the neurology world in general and the party line about cannabis in particular. It was insulting, demeaning and patronizing, and it continued even afterward in a series of emails with Dr. Hussain. 

 Toward the end of his presentation on the video, he advises the doctors in the audience that it would behoove them to report those parents who are using cannabis medicine with their children to Children's Protective Services. 

That might be the second straw that drives the broken-backed camel into the sand.

Here's my comment to the post and video on Facebook:


This video will probably be taken down, but before it is, take a look and a listen. These are the people -- DOCTORS -- with whom we must work as we navigate the medical cannabis world. Here's my comment, in case, it's taken down as well:
After parenting a daughter with a severe and uncontrolled seizure disorder for over two decades, I can't say I'm surprised, but I am appalled at the outright disingenuousness of Dr. Hussain's presentation here. The pretension, the condescension and outright ignorance don't enrage me as much as they confirm what I've learned as well about the neurology profession in general but specifically this subject. The laughter in the audience confirms, to me, that those in attendance, including the presenter, are nothing more than shills for the pharmaceutical industry. To speak of and warn doctors of their duties as "mandated reporters" is unethical and profoundly disturbing. I know for a fact that these same doctors are actively nodding their heads as parents navigate the cannabis world. You HAVE violated your Hippocratic Oath, quite effectively and systematically, over and over. I imagine this video wasn't intended for public viewing and that it will be removed, but there are many of us out here who will have seen it, transcribed it or will have heard of it. It doesn't surprise us, but it will further disintegrate the relationship between doctor and patient and foster increased mistrust toward those who are supposed to be serving us. Yours is a profession that will prescribe a powerful benzodiazepine to an infant, or any number of powerful drugs not studied in children yet remain obdurate about a treatment and a medicine for which there is reams of data and information. Shame on you.




*Realm of Caring is a non-profit foundation. The Stanley Brothers make Charlotte's Web. There are several other manufacturers of cannabis oil  using different strains of marijuana. Dr. Hussain, while joking about the good-looking brothers, neglects to differentiate between the two.

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Scared Sh*tless and Resistant




Just when I think I've had enough, there's something more. Yesterday it was reading that Drumpf (#notmypresident) had appointed arch-conservative Georgia congressman Tom Price to be his Health and Human Services secretary. These appointments -- this vile human being and Jim Sessions, the arch-conservative racist senator from Alabama who will be the chief law enforcer, and the billionaire woman who will be in charge of wrecking public education, render me scared shitless in a profoundly personal way. I'm afraid that there might literally be nothing positive to be salvaged over the next four years and possibly longer, that any progress we've made during the last eight years will be utterly squandered and that the lives of the most vulnerable people in our country -- the disabled, in particular -- will be damanged irrevocably. Both Price and Sessions are vehemently opposed to medical marijuana -- have fought in their respective states against it, have made ignorant statements about it and will now be in the position to reverse a lot of the gains that have been made during the last couple of years, even. Price despises the Affordable Care Act and wants to turn even our right to healthcare into a commodity -- something to bid for, to shop for. Sessions has made disparaging comments, on the record, about public education, particularly special education, leading many to believe that he will work hard NOT to defend the American Disabilities Act and the Individuals with Disabilities Act. He called the inclusion of disabled students (particularly those with behavioral challenges related to their disability) "the single most irritating problem for teachers throughout American today."  He has blamed those disabled kids getting accomodations for the "decline of civility" in this country.Do you think, as Attorney General, that he will have the best interests of my daughter and millions like her in mind?

These people will gut the ADA and they will gut IDEA. They will take away women's reproductive freedom, and they will do it in the service of their fucked up god. They will stall the descheduling of marijuana and go after even those states that have legalized it. They will deny people of color and religious minorities their constitutional rights.

Do I sound hysterical? Do I sound like a sore loser or a whiner, as cousins of mine stated on their Facebook page two days after the election? Do I sound angry?

I'll tell you something. I'm almost hysterical. I'm not a sore loser, but I'm losing. I'm not whining. I'm shouting through words. And yes, I'm angry. I'm going to resist being scared shitless, though, because this is my country, too. A country is only as strong and great as its attitude toward the most vulnerable of its population. Right now, America is poised to be led by a racist misogynist who was voted in by a minority of selfish, uneducated and ignorant citizens . Whether it's him or the craven Republicans pulling the strings, he's surrounding himself with a bunch of privileged sycophants.



For the past two weeks I have woken in dread for what has been wrought on us personally and as a culture and nation. People whom I love have brought this on us, and I just can't shake it.

Yes, this is a rant. I'm waking in dread, but I'm moving forward in resistance.







Today is Giving Tuesday. You can help these organizations that help the disabled. We will need it more than ever --

1. Jewish LA Special Needs Trust

#Giving Tuesday is finally here! As a new nonprofit, we are excited to join this global day of helping and caring for others in need. Remember, all gifts to JLA Trust will be used to help our Outreach and Education activities, and allow us to assist more people with disabilities. You can ensure that a veteran living on government benefits is able to enjoy a higher quality of life and that a single mother can plan ahead with confidence for her child with disabilities  by clicking here! Your dollars will help us help others.



TODAY REALLY MATTERS. Gates Foundation doubles your "Giving Tuesday" donation. That means for every $100 we get $200 today only-- and bless you, if you happen to be able to donate $1000, then the $2000 we get takes care of travel and food for an entire caregiver getaway! I donate upscale hotel lodgings for all caregiftees-- can you help with travel and food? Why do I feel so strongly (as my mother did before me) that the woman's touch is so much needed in this world? And there are some amazing caregiving men, too-- we need to reach a hand out to them. THANK YOU ALL WHO HELP.


We improve lives through Research, Education, and Advocacy. By funding and conducting Research, we learn more about cannabis and its effects while legitimizing the therapy.Education empowers consumers to select the best products for their individual needs, and informs healthcare professionals about options for their patients. Through Advocacy, we spread the truth about cannabis and expand access to those in need. 

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Happy NaFaCaGiMo, folks! Day 16 with a Brilliant Guest Post

Nichole Montanez incredible photo project: The Face of Cannabis



So, I haven't been posting about NaFaCaGiMo since the sh**tstorm we called an election happened last week. After peeling myself off the floor, though, I'm galvanized like never before to RESIST. My friend and fellow caregiver, Jeneva Burroughs Stone, posted a lengthy thing on Facebook today that is particularly relevant to not just the sh**storm, but also to caregiving and disability rights. I hope that you'll read it and share it far and wide. 

If there are any Trump lurkers around these parts, please read it because it's about people like SOPHIE whom you profess to love and about the millions of people like her. 

Many of us have been working in the so-called trenches for decades on issues of social justice. Last night I attended the Realm of Caring benefit that honored some of those people -- people who have been and continue to fight for our children with epilepsy and other significant health disorders so that they have access to cannabis medicine. The event raised money to help children and families who can't afford the medicine get it. We have and continue to fight against very entrenched ignorant beliefs and a medical/industrial complex that is tyrannical. We are motivated because our children's lives are on the line. What happens when you start advocating for your own child in any system at all, you realize quite quickly that there are LEGIONS of people that need help and that it is your responsibility to do what you can to help them. That's what I'm doing. It's really hard work, and you have to be prepared to argue and fight and make enemies. As the great MLK said, "The arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends toward justice."

Jeneva's incredible new memoir, Monster is available for pre-order. Go do that and then come back and read her powerful words: Now here's Jeneva's powerful post:



I haven't said much about the election recently, nor whatever it is I will do to resist an incoming administration I feel to be wrong, insofar as the attitudes it has projected and the personnel it has appointed thus far.
I've been standing up to injustice in a very individual, almost lonely way for over 18 years: fighting the education system, the medical establishment, the state. I haven't been shy about saying that I have to fight Democratic politics as often as Republican politics--that's the nature of disability bias. It comes from both sides, and it's extremely difficult for able-bodied people to break out of the disability = tragedy mindset and move toward thinking that disability = another way of living. And equally difficult to resist placing persons with disabilities within capitalist values (what are they worth, anyway, to society?) when that question is not asked with such disconcerting openness in major news outlets as compared to other disenfranchised groups.
I've determined that my own energy will be sucked into my continuing struggles for Robert's equality and independence, and I hope that I am able to frame these broadly enough that my efforts will benefit more persons than just him. This fight will sometimes put me at odds with many of you, but that is to be expected. Insofar as your objectives propose true and not symbolic inclusion of persons with disabilities, I will do whatever I can to help, but my own energies have to be primarily with PWDs, as we/they are the first to be cast overboard in a storm.
I do have advice for whoever wants it about confronting and resisting authority, although many of you have been activists for some time and probably don't need it.
First of all, remember that demonstrations and open statements of resistance are certainly steps in the right direction; however, these serve the purposes of mobilization. They accomplish little in and of themselves by themselves. You have to put in the work to organize: getting permits, creating lists of supporters, setting agendas that involve more than making calls to congress. As many of you have discovered, each office has multiple phone lines and the opposition will find ways to avoid you.
Second, and following upon the first, you must listen, both to the opposition and to the variety of opinions within your own group. You don't need to listen to the opposition out of empathy (although bridge-building can be important): you need to listen to grasp their positions and potential strategies. If you don't know what these are, you cannot outflank and out-maneuver them. You also need to understand the personalities and motivations of the opposition leaders in order to locate what you can use to your advantage. These are the strategies I use the most in approaching the wall of opposition I face on behalf of Robert.
The Democratic Party has, to my mind, erred in refusing to listen to its internal critics, and, thereby, passed on forming a broader coalition. Avoid the mansplaining, overbearing tactics common to many organizers--the "I know best, I've done this longer than you," kind of thinking, be they men or women.
Third, you must be willing to perform acts of civil disobedience. That's where I am now with Robert's needs: trying to figure out what I am willing to do, what consequences I am willing to accept and what consequences are too dangerous for my son. No is a powerful word, but it must be used with care. Consequences are real and you must accept they will be real.
Fourth, you must take the energy you are generating now and move even beyond organization toward the massive project of selecting and running individuals with goals akin to your own for public office. This is a great deal of work, and two years to the mid-term isn't long. And both President Obama and Senator Sanders have made good points that getting your points of view into the political decision making process is essential. Voting is good; getting more candidates in the race is better.
Fifth, and I say this to both liberals and conservatives (and progressives): vandalism, threats and violence will do little for your cause in the long run, other than to give others evidence to repudiate you. For example, the threats issued toward my family by Maryland's Department of Nursing Services has done nothing more than stiffen my resolve.
Sixth, always be nice to the army of administrative persons who help provide access to key persons. Be nice always to those who help you consistently because it's the right thing to do. But "being nice" to authority doesn't work much. As a woman, I had a hard time with this, letting go of it, but I recognized early on that this would just be taken as a sign of acquiescence by, for example, the school system. They won't like you, but you will get your message across. Switch up your messengers when you need to--good cop/bad cop. That's what Roger and I do when we realize the same thing said by a male voice will trigger a different response.
Seventh, learn the law, learn the loopholes, and don't rely on rhetoric to get you to your objectives. That rallies support for your side, but is easy for the opposition to ignore or downplay. As I have discovered, I can shout about injustice all day long, but until I develop reasons for why these are injustices and put those pieces into play, I get nowhere.
Eighth, you will have conflict with some of your friends. I have, too. Some have told me I am too emotional, too prone to rant. I see what I do as exemplifying injustice and pointing out what's wrong. This metaphor isn't quite what I would like, but my earth science teacher once told me, "stick to your guns," when I, in uncertainty, changed my answer on an oral exam to the wrong one because I was looking for some sign from him that my original instinct was the correct one.
I hope this hasn't been patronizing, as I have not meant it that way, and I'm sure it duplicates what some of you already know. See you out there.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Fight the Power as an Italian or at Least Wander Around It*

Italian anti-Fascist fighters, November 1944


Oh dear Lord. Please no one ask me what I think of the woman who identifies as a black person when, in fact, she's a white person. I just don't have it in me to join the discussion and will leave it to less exhausted finer minds than mine to figure it all out. I'm generally fascinated by these kinds of things, but lately I've felt nearly comatose and even bored when the newest wild story comes out. I know that says more about me than anyone else and is probably indicative of mild depression or at least a dissociative disorder, but it's the truth. I'm having a hard time not saying I don't care when people ask me what I think about anything these days. Ironically, one of the things I'll be working on beginning next week when I leave for my residency at Hedgebrook involves my own wrestling with identity -- both mine and my daughter's. Hopefully, I'll be out of this funk and able to organize my thoughts and care.

As I drove around the shitty this afternoon, listening to the interminable talk about the woman who identified as black but who was really white, I did think about my own ethnic identity -- how I'm one-half Italian, one-quarter Syrian and one-quarter Scotch English. If people ask me what I am, I tend to say Italian because I definitely identify more with my Italian ancestry than the Middle Eastern or northern European. I can't tell you why exactly, but I feel Italian. Yesterday's post provoked some really great comments, including Mary Moon stating that she'd heard Italians don't believe in God so much as God's mother. Ha! That's true of me!




I was also thinking about The Powers That Be today, mainly because I got a letter in the mail informing me that our insurance company, Assurant, will no longer be in the health insurance marketplace as of January 2016 so we'll have to start looking for a new individual plan in November during that open season which sounds like we're all going hunting (and wouldn't you love to hunt down an insurance company and hang it, stuffed on your wall?) but actually means you're allowed to enroll in a certain window. Insurance companies and the whole healthcare system in this joint are kind of fascist, don't you think? God, I wish I could say that I don't care, but I'm going to have to care and scurry around and do all the stuff that needs to be done, including making sure that Sophie's Providers are covered and that her drugs are covered and that we can afford the premium and it's all so exhausting and I just don't care.

On the other hand, I've been engaged with one of my favorite Realm of Caring people, Heather, on Facebook who has done an incredible amount of work with this medical marijuana thing. She's one of my heroes, to tell you the truth, and just a pleasure to know as a person. She's indefatigable -- probably not unlike one of those Italian anti-Fascist fighters even if she doesn't exactly identify as one. She shared my recent blog post titled Access Public Service Announcement where I took to task the head of the American Epilepsy Society who was just so dooooooown on that recent Dateline special. It turns out that I did a radio show back in April, and the doctor with whom I spoke was the very same one! You can listen to it here. She was equally as dooooooooown on the radio show, too, and Heather and I can't figure out why these people aren't more excited by our stories (Heather's son has been seizure-free with CBD for nearly two years!). I said would it kill them to express some enthusiasm and marvel a bit because they've been stymied so long? Then again, maybe they just don't care, and lord (or given my Italian identity should I say Mary) knows, I understand that.








*This post is a ramble, a wander and it might make no sense. Read at your leisure.

Monday, June 8, 2015

My NBC Dateline Notes and the Ode to Santos Dumont


Sophie at the late Chris Burden's Ode to Santos Dumont




First, and above all, how rocking cool are those Stanley Brothers? I know it's heretical, especially given their evangelical roots, but honestly, I'd be tempted to follow Jesus and the Apostles again if he were Joel Stanley and his band of brothers. That awesome female biochemist could be Mary to my Magdalene, too.

Secondly, how strong and rocking cool is that Paige Figi? And those women who lobbied the Virginia legislature? And their beautiful kids, the brave soldier with PTSD, the man with multiple sclerosis who threw his bag o'pharms on the floor?

You watched it, didn't you? If you missed the Dateline special, Growing Hope, you can still help out by supporting the Coalition for Access Now. Click on that link, and you'll be able to access your own legislators' emails and telephone numbers to express your support. I myself have just returned to the lobbying efforts. I had a hiatus, mainly because I despise lobbying and fundraising. It's very difficult for me to plead legislators to do the obvious. Unlike Paige and the women profiled on the show, I get stuck and fixate on -- well, for instance,  -- what appeared to be an entire Virginia legislature of white men in suits. Those guys did the right thing, but it's so hard that we have to literally beg for this stuff.

Sigh.

I'm girding my loins and calling the very estimable Senator Feinstein on Monday morning. She's decidedly not a white man in a suit, but she's said some worrisome things, and we need to tell her what we know. We need to share our stories. We need to plead with her. We want her to co-sponsor the Therapeutic Hemp Medical Access Act of 2015 (S.1333). Anybody out there who has an in to her office in Los Angeles or San Francisco? Please email me if you do.

Now let's talk about the proverbial thorns in the sides.

Thorn Number One in the Dateline special might be Dr. Amy Brooks Kayal. She's an epileptologist and the present head of the influential American Epilepsy Society. I recently read a letter she wrote to the governor of Pennsylvania, expressing her displeasure over any legislation favoring the legalization of CBD. At some point in the special tonight, she pointed out that parents are subject to the placebo effect and might be over-stating their children's response to Charlotte's Web. You might remember the doc at the Epilepsy Brain Summit that I sparred with said the exact same thing.

It's the Party Line.

I did the same thing that Mrs. Braddock did when Benjamin announced his marriage to Elaine.




The placebo effect argument drives me insane. I understand the power of the placebo effect, and I also find it interesting that the families who uproot themselves and move to states where cannabis is legal reportedly claim more success, but I question that research itself. Has anyone at the University of Southern California Neurology Department, other than my own wonderful neurologist, ever expressed any curiosity about the awesome success Sophie's had with CBD? Have they at UCLA where Sophie was treated for many years? Do they want to know? Has anyone done a study on revolutionary treatments and doctors' stubborn refusal to acknowledge change? When these doctors bring up the placebo effect, it stinks of patronization. I think of deer caught in headlights or steady blinking in the face of light. 

They're not used to light. Bless their hearts.

Later, I engaged a bit with some other thorns -- those whoo I guess are called "haters" in the medical marijuana community. These people are, ironically, in the community in that they have loved ones who benefit from marijuana, but they consistently put down the Stanley Brothers, Realm of Caring and Paige Figi. Their concern is that CBD-only legislation will hurt the larger cause of making whole plant marijuana legal. They have some valid points, but they're often strident and make wild accusations. I know they're wrong. Just two years ago, I was wandering around Los Angeles looking for a product to give Sophie here in Los Angeles. We're now about to push through, hopefully, a bill in the federal government that will deschedule hemp, making it accessible to every citizen in every state, regardless of that state's marijuana laws. It's a small step, and it doesn't solve the larger problem of making sure that accessible natural plant medicine, including THC, is available to everyone who needs it. Cannabidiol alone is not a cure for everyone. There is much tweaking, and some people only see success when they add in THC and/or THCa. Some people are on so many antiepileptic drugs that success is elusive. It doesn't work for everyone, but there are thousands of children who need to try the product right now, who literally can't wait for what I believe will be the eventual legalization of marijuana on the federal level.

Enough thorns.

Today, I took Sophie over to LACMA to see the late Chris Burden's installation titled Ode to Santos Dumont. The museum states that the installation pays homage to ingenuity, optimism, and the persistence of experimentation, failure, and innovation. Inspired by Brazilian-born pioneer aviator Alberto Santos-Dumont, widely considered the father of aviation in France, the kinetic airship sculpture was recently completed after a decade of research and work by Burden.

It's a strange and wonderful installation -- a sort of translucent dirigible that is put into motion in some complicated way and then floats around the room for a bit in a constant sixty-foot circle. Sophie and I stood with a crowd of people and watched the beautiful thing float around and around. We were all mesmerized. The explanation on the wall states that if the airship were to deviate from its sity-foot circle, the geometry of the tethers would force the balloon to turn in a smaller, tighter circle, which would cause the motor to work harder. The thing always seeks the sixty-foot circle, the path of least resistance or the sweet spot. 

How beautiful and resonant the Ode to Santos Dumont with Sophie, to this work we have ahead. 




May we all find the sweet spot.









Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Realm of Caring Newsletter



It's the last day of the year, and in lieu of the usual lists and hearkenings back and rueful confessions and regrets and moans and groans and hopeful looking forwards, I'm going to leave the link to the Realm of Caring's most recent newsletter. Most of you who come by here (thank you!) daily know that the Realm of Caring is the non-profit organization that has been instrumental in educating the public about the positive effects of cannabis, particularly for those children who have refractory epilepsy. What you might not know is that there is a fairly sizeable group of people (in addition to those with conservative "values," the government's anti-drug zealotry, the medical world's obduracy or those who are just plain ignorant) who not only object to cannabis for the usual reasons, but who object to and accuse the people from Realm of Caring, including the Stanley Brothers (who grow and produce Charlotte's Web), Paige Figi (Charlotte's mother) and even little Charlotte herself, as charlatans.

They've all been subject to negative and venomous remarks, to untruthful accusations, to hate mail, to harrassment and even death threats. Yes, even little girls get death threats when their mother is working tirelessly to get medicine to other children like her own. I think the only way to counteract the naysayers, the crazies and the angry is to provide the truth of one's own experience, and our truth is that Realm of Caring has been nothing but supportive and professional in its dealing with us and that their "dealings" are nothing like the usual business of epilepsy. I mean that. Of course, there's also the fact that Sophie has dramatically fewer seizures going into 2015 and is on nearly 50% less medication than she was going into 2014, all due to Charlotte's Web and Realm of Caring. Despite its prodigious capacity, my imagination stops short at expressing what this year might have looked like if Sophie hadn't tried Charlotte's Web.

Here's the link to the newsletter, filled with exciting news and infographics as well as interesting articles that will educate you about what's going on legislatively. Oh, and there's a blog post included written by yours truly -- an incredible honor for me!

Highlights and Updates From the Realm of Caring 

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Cannabis Oil Update -- A Boulder on the Path



As the world shifts its attention from Ebola and reels from the news that another Hollywood celebrity has chosen to butcher her original face for a new one, those of us in the medical marijuana community got a sad email and update from Realm of Caring who had been in the process of removing people off of its many thousands waitlist with the intention of shipping them Charlotte's Web  Hemp Oil. Here's the gist of the email:

Unfortunately, despite the fact that the U.S. imports more hemp foods than any other country, the common association of CBD with high THC cannabis has caused more scrutiny for these hemp products than expected. For example a Minnesota mother may be facing charges for possessing a CBD product which she obtained for her son. Such tragic events, combined with the ever changing legal landscape of hemp/CBD products, have forced us to reconsider all potential ramifications of our previous distribution plans. Simply put: the last thing we want to do is put the families we serve in jeopardy.

As a result, at the strong advice of our legal counsel, we have decided it is in the best interest of both present and future clients, as well as the longevity of the ROC program as a whole, that we hold our distribution plan to higher standards than the conventional hemp industry.

We sincerely apologize to those of you who will be most affected by these changes. We ask for your patience, understanding, and help as we work to educate and comply with federal agencies and to change the laws which block people from safe access to products like Charlotte’s Web. Please know that we are doing everything we can under the circumstances to help as many people as possible.

In a nutshell, even by classifying the high CBD product as hemp, the Stanley Brothers and Realm of Caring are concerned about the risks people who acquire the oil for their children might have in those states that don't have laws like California's and Colorado's. To protect them from possible prosecution, they state that they will be seeking clarification from the appropriate agencies in all 50 states in order to determine the legal accessibility and risks of possession of CBD products. I know many people who were so excited, so uplifted by the prospect of finally getting Charlotte's Web. They have children with epilepsy -- children who have all had uncontrolled epilepsy despite numerous medications and treatments over many years. These are children like Sophie who went nineteen years without significant respite from seizures and the side effects of 22 medications until she tried Charlotte's Web.

This is a complex issue, and I've felt uncomfortable at some of the infighting that sometimes occludes what this whole thing is really about -- our children's quality of life and ability to live to their full potential. I couldn't begin to explain it all here on this blog. The people at Realm of Caring and elsewhere are working incredibly hard to advocate on so many levels, and I am holding my breath that change will come sooner rather than later.

In the meantime, I hope you'll educate yourself about this issue. Here's a great PDF file (I think you can access it, but if not, go to the Realm of Caring website for more information) to read more information about this latest development. Put pressure on your legislators, put pressure on the federal government to help make these changes. It's absolutely critical.



And here's a great story that appears in Time Magazine.


Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Fried Green Tomato BLTs, Rending Your Garments, Whimpering and the Beach


I ate a fried green tomato, bacon, and lettuce sandwich today, after cooperating and doing the right thing by getting a mammogram and taking care of my daughter, even when I'd rather not. The tomatoes were thinly sliced, lightly breaded and not greasy at all. There was also an egg with a perfectly cooked yolk on the sandwich, neither runny nor hard-boiled. And instead of regular, there was some sort of wasabi mayo, but not so hot that you felt it, and the bacon was thick and crispy. I suppose that was the extent of my not being cooperative today -- it wasn't exactly healthy, this sandwich, and Lord knows, I should be eating healthy so that I can continue to cooperate with life's vicissitudes. One of those vicissitudes is the frustration of not having the higher ratio Charlotte's Web to give to Sophie to see whether we can regain the seizure control we had when she last had it. The good people at Realm of Caring are working on it, though, so I haven't lost heart, even as Sophie's hands are clammy and she drops glasses and shatters them, looks to the right and freezes, jerks for a moment or two and then looks forward and continues whatever it is she's doing or thinking. She's being.

I also took Sophie to the beach this afternoon because I felt my dead grandmother-self coming on. As you know, she was prone to moaning and whimpering and praying that she'd die, and I was feeling a bit of the same -- especially the whimpering part. I know ya'll think I'm doing a kick-ass job most of the time, and I agree with you only if you recognize that under that resolve is a whimper, a tiny, high-pitched in and out take of air. The days of rending my garments are over, as are the tearing out of my hair or the sliding down the shower wall and crouching under the spray. The whimper, contained below the surface yet close enough to fuel some of my days is the new rend and tear.

Until you go to beach in Santa Monica on yet another glorious summer day --




Friday, July 18, 2014

I could possibly make this another #don'tstarepaparazzi post, but I won't


and let her stare right back at you. Sophie does look a bit weary today, these days -- we're still struggling with a lower CBD ratio oil than we'd like, and she's had a seizure or so nearly every day. We really do think and hope that it's the oil, that once she gets the stuff she had a month or so ago, she'll go back to being seizure free for days and weeks at a time. The good people at Realm of Caring are working hard to help us. Our community learned yesterday that a little one with Dravet Syndrome (the same disorder that Charlotte of Charlotte's Web has) died in New York, waiting for the damn medical marijuana political wheels to move in that state. It's hard to not feel angry or impatient or despairing when children are dying for no good reason, anywhere in the world. That kid with the curly hair, lying contorted on a desolate beach, blood pouring out and into the sand. A child, among hundreds, blown up and out of the sky, landing in bits on this sorry, contested earth. You know I'm not a religious person, and I don't believe that there's a divine reason for every single thing. I believe, most often, in the primacy of chaos -- is there a term for that? I guess you can make meaning out of the chaos, make good out of it or gain some wisdom, let the light of Love in, but it's damn hard not to cling, to desire, to crave -- the root of all suffering indeed. When it isn't a bonfire and smoking hot, anger is like tendrils curling around my ear, edging out my nose as I grow older, at the tips of my long fingers where I grip the wheelchair, laid over the widest part of my foot, bearing, daring, even, the whole thing, my body, to take another step.

Thursday, July 3, 2014

Medical Marijuana, CBD Update, Realm of Caring, Weedmaps TV and Vanity

Last month, right near the 19th anniversary of Sophie's diagnosis of infantile spasms, I had the great opportunity to tell our story to a crowd of folks at the Realm of Caring fundraiser. Here's a video which features some clips from my own speech but also from some of the other families, as well as the phenomenal Dr. Bonnie Goldstein who is working with many of these children with refractory epilepsy, as well as other illnesses. She explains the whole shebang in the clearest, most professional way. Please listen to the whole thing -- it will be thirteen minutes of your day well spent.




The video was made by Weedmaps TV -- I know, I know. The name. Get over your hang-ups, folks, and embrace it. If you hold-outs do that, I'll get over my hang-ups about being photographed at angles I'd prefer to never see. I took the first step by even posting this thing. You take the next. My vanity for your ignorance.

As for our Sophalofa, she is struggling a bit as we adjust both the CBD, THCa and her regular anti-epileptic medications. Overall, she's excellent. Breakthrough seizures are perhaps more difficult to deal with as we've now seen so many seizure free days! As Henry said the other day when I lamented how hard it is: Mom! Think about how many seizures Sophie had every single day for so long! We haven't picked her up off the kitchen floor in months!

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

The Times They are A Changing



Well, I climbed up on a stage in the Universal Hilton ballroom and spoke to a crowd of a few hundred at the Realm of Caring Foundation benefit tonight, and it was fine. I was pretty charged up, my pulse raced and my knees shook behind the podium, but I looked right down into the faces of the great and almighty neurology department of UCLA and spoke my truth. And it felt fine. I was so grateful that those women and men would even come and listen, to tell you the truth. It was such a contrast from the folks up at the Epilepsy Pipeline Conference who I'm now convinced couldn't stand the likes of me. Tant pis pour elles, as the French idiomatic expression goes. I also met some wonderful people with whom I've corresponded on Facebook, saw my new best pal, Cindy, met her son and his seizure dog and sat with one of my best friends in the whole world who bought a ticket and came out to support us. I love you, Shannon! Thank you to the kind and dedicated people at the Epilepsy Foundation of Greater Los Angeles who sponsored my seat at their table, too.

An amazing vocalist named Chris Pierce performed -- I'd never heard of him, but wow. Here's a video of him singing as an opener for B.B. King. He sang the same song tonight while photos of the beautiful children of cannabis played behind him. Oh, and I got to talk again with Joel Stanley -- I know some of you are wildly jealous, and you should be.

The times they are a-changin'.





Speaking of times, I took that photo above around the corner from my house. It's advertising the California Dreams/Laurel Canyon exhibit at the Grammy Museum downtown, and that's an old photo of Joni Mitchell on the left. I'm perhaps too excited about this exhibit and wish that ya'll who like this sort of thing would consider flying out to Los Angeles and going with me.

Here's a fun thing to watch that might entice you:

Monday, June 9, 2014

Sophie and Realm of Caring, Shebooks and Me



Hellooooooo, Sophie-Girl!

Sophie and I just walked up to a copy shop to get copies made of the flyer I'll be handing out tonight when I speak briefly, again, at the Realm of Caring benefit. Tonight's event will be packed with more than 400 people, many of whom will be neurology officials. There will also be families and many people who are anxiously waiting to get Charlotte's Web. My words will be brief and hopefully inspirational. It's imperative that Realm of Caring gets more financial support so that it can provide this life-saving medicine to more children and adults with epilepsy and other diseases. If you haven't yet, please consider donating to Realm of Caring at this link. Click on DONATE and then scroll down to the California chapter (the one with the beach, of course!) You know I love you, don't you?

The flyer advertises the publication of my e-book this Wednesday, June 11th by Shebooks. It's a short memoir, an excerpt from a larger book that I hope will one day be completed and published, too.  I'll give you the links and all that jazz on Wednesday -- in the meantime, if you want to read a bit about it, you can hop on over to dear Angella at 37 Paddington. 

You can also check out Shebooks' website. Here's what they say about themselves:

Shebooks was co-founded by three women with long careers in publishing. We were excited by the explosion of digital media, which was giving readers new ways to find compelling stories. And we were pleased to see writers find fresh ways to work and make money outside the usual channels. 

The problem was that female authors, journalists, editors – and ultimately female readers – were being shut out of the revolution. Innovative digital publishing companies led by men and publishing mostly male writers were getting lots of investment and attention. (Our “aha!” moment came at a journalism conference in 2012: all guys onstage announcing their new companies to an audience that was nearly all women.) But we knew that women are voracious readers in every format – buying the majority of books and magazines and reading (and writing) the majority of blogs.
 

As veterans of women’s publishing, we understood the realities of women’s lives – that while we love to read, we don’t always have time for a full-length book. We also knew that paid opportunities for female writers were shrinking—and that the content of the so-called thought leader magazines still carries 70 percent male bylines.
 

So we decided not to wait for our invitation to the party. Shebooks was the result: a new media format, real money for writers (our writers all share in our profits), and engaging stories that women can’t wait to read, that fit the corners of their busy lives.
We are grateful for the support of the New Media Women’s Entrepreneurial Fund at the Journalism Lab at American University, as well as that of friends, family, and angel investors – and now you, our readers!

Cool stuff, right?

Monday, May 12, 2014

A Dinner Invitation for Realm of Caring and Access to Cannabis with Updated Links!



OK, folks. You asked, and I'm here to deliver. Each of you has been a part of this very long and crazy journey to find something, anything, to help Sophie's seizures. Many of you have been reading this blog when I began what I then jokingly referred to as my Drug Mule days -- the beginnings of my research and then slow process of obtaining cannabis for Sophie. I know most, if not all, of you held your breath when we were one of the fortunate few families to obtain Charlotte's Web, and all (well, maybe not all because I know there are many dubious neurologists out there!) of you rejoiced when Sophie's seizures began to diminish and then completely stopped for weeks at a time.

Realm of Caring is the non-profit foundation, headed by Ray Mirzabegian and a myriad of volunteers, who have made this all possible -- for Sophie and for the few (very few) others who had the great good fortune to see success with Charlotte's Web. Did you know that there are currently over 800 families on Realm of Caring's waiting list. That's right. 800 families are literally waiting for possible seizure freedom and, in some cases, it's a matter of life or death. Even this past weekend, a young girl whose parents were instrumental in getting the conservative Wisconsin legislature to pass a bill making medical marijuana legal, died in her sleep, and this is happening all over the country.

Here's what you can do. You can click on this link and either buy a ticket to the upcoming fundraiser or make a donation. The purchase of your tickets and any donation are tax-deductible and will help fund a Charlotte's web grow which will provide medicinal oil to 800 children currently on the California waiting list and give them an opportunity to grow, improve and enjoy their lives as well as their families.

Here's the link again:

http:www.ticketor.com/stage1production

Here's a link to make a donation of any kind to Realm of Caring.

Do it, please -- any amount. Do it for Sophie and the hundreds of children like her.

And please let me know if you buy a ticket and plan on coming to the event, because we for sure can sit together!

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

My Thoughts on the Fly: Sonjay Gupta's WEED 2: Cannabis Madness

from Spike Lee's great movie Do the Right Thing


My initial thoughts on the CNN/Sonjay Gupta special on medical marijuana because I can type faster than I can talk:

1. No one spoke about the dart board game that neurologists currently play with epilepsy drugs. I've had doctors tell me that prescribing epilepsy medication is "just as much an art as a science." 
2. I think any shred of hope Governor Chris Christie had to be President of these United States is officially dashed. I've always loathed the guy, but I have to say I felt almost sorry for him given how CNN chose to edit his parts in this story. Yikes.
3. Many emotions going through my head -- the obvious whys and what ifs for our Sophie, anger that political bullshit has stymied this perhaps revolutionary treatment for our children, cynicism that Big Pharma is chomping at the bit, dismay that people weren't really educated on this special about the often devastating side effects of current epilepsy treatment, including surgeries like hemispherectomies. Seriously, people -- how many people do you think are walking around with one half of their brains that knew what the long-term effects of this might be?
4. Grateful that after working our asses off educating ourselves about medical marijuana and finally getting it (thank you Realm of Caring, Ray MirzabegianJason David and the Stanley brothers, Sophie is doing PHENOMENALLY WELL. She was having up to five tonic-clonic seizures a day and hundreds of myoclonics and partial complex episodes as well as atonic drops. She is now going literally WEEKS WITHOUT A SINGLE SEIZURE, and when she does have one, they are much less severe and she recovers quickly. We have been able to begin weaning her from one of the most addictive anti-epilepsy medications in the arsenal, and it hasn't been nearly as difficult as it has been in the past. (Sophie has had trials of nineteen drugs in her nineteen years).
5. Our family is in a sort of state of shock about all of this, I think. We kind of don't know what to do with ourselves. When I watched the special, I teared up a bit for Vivian and her family, but my heart was broken for my family, for my boys and for Sophie, who have endured this shit for so many years, as well as so many other families.
6. What the hey, Obama: DO THE RIGHT THING.

Saturday, October 26, 2013

Irreverence as a Coping Strategy, Part II: Another Medical Marijuana Update



I'm getting ready to attend the medical marijuana news conference with the people from Realm of Caring and have decided to deflect my nervousness by wearing this costume. I'm counting on the fact that most of the 400-plus people in attendance will be those families who have children or young adults with severe seizure disorders and are all thus slightly insane with the stress of it all. Also, the official color for epilepsy is purple, and therefore makes this an appropriate outfit, no?

Plus, might there be someone in attendance who has a distinct fetish for Teletubbies?





If you're in the dark, read Part I here.


Monday, October 14, 2013

Medical Marijuana Update, Number 21,456,704

First of all, watch this:



This is where we are: at the end of the month, Josh Stanley of the group Realm of Caring is going to be here in Los Angeles, and a large news and information conference has been arranged. If you want details and are in California, seeking help for your child or for yourself, please email me at elsophieATgmailDOTcom.

Fingers crossed, toes crossed, prayers to the heavens and elsewhere.




P.S. Dear Mary, at Bless Our Hearts, wrote a wonderful post about this video and yours truly (Sophie, mainly!). Thank you, Ms. Moon!

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